Ill With Desire/Wouldn't Want It Any Other Way

The nature of desire is screwy. It's a baffling fragment of what is and what could be. It's almost exclusively based in some future tense, where everything clicks into place in some magically created, sweaty universe where the sweet nothings and the authoritative patter of the heart team up and hit the powerball. Everything falls into place and it opens those involved up to a thrilling romp that will wear itself in no time at all. Desire is nothing but sugared energy that needs to be replenished and doubled down on. The things that tantalize won't always tantalize. A body, once revealed, no matter how majestic of forbidden/unlikely, will become a patchwork of very familiar, memorized flesh. It will still do something, but it will lose its power. Time will take care of that, you can be guaranteed.

Australian group Strange Talk, grants desire all of its mysterious charms. It treats falling in love the way you would treat a fever. Suddenly, you're feeling different. You're fairly certain you're coming down with something, only in this case, you might be coming down with something pleasing, something worth taking part in. The people that they describe in these songs are willing participants for the ill-defined desire that's knocking at the door. Lead singer Stephen Docker sings, "A victim inside and I just can't escape from this paradise," on "Falling In Love," and you can't help but get properly spooked for that poor boy getting all desire-y.